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03-23-2010, 11:11 PM
Glasgow Boarder line.
Dundee got out of his vehicle, a 2008 Mercedes. He found a gas station near the border line, examining it very careful, he was wondering if there is anything in the store.
Popping his trunk open, he goes behind the car and grabs a short 12 gauge shot gun and a .9mm pistol. "Zombie kill of the week, here I come." he says to himself.
Walking slowly to the gas station, he kept the shot gun close to his shoulder, he had the barrel pointed to the ground in case if he found somebody alive. It was very quiet though.
He didn't hear anything for a while, this was the first. Usually it's always groaning and moaning. He cocks the shot gun, he looks down and picks up a rock, he throws it in the store.
The rock made a loud noise, he waited and was ready. Nothing came out, he places the shot gun on his shoulder, and chuckles, "Alright you delicious little spud, where you at?" he says to himself as he walked into the store.
03-24-2010, 02:56 PM
Belfast, Northern Ireland, Shipyard
The rumble of a Ford XLR filled the empty shipyard. Boxes exploded in its path, including the ocasional zombie. Blake Shelton's "Hillbilly Bone" rocked from the speakers. Two rambuncious and rowdy figures were laughing it up. One was in the back blowing heads off zombies with a shotgun. He took an ocasional swig from a clay jug holding Guiness. The driver looked to be a replica cowboy with jeans, boots, belt buckle, and straw cowboy hat. The one in back stopped firing and tappin the back window with the back of his hand. The driver opened the window.
"Hey Tex, I'm almost out. Got any more."
"Hells no Red. We are almost there."
Tex stopped the truck at one of the larger tug boats. It looked to have enough room to carry food and people. Tex checked to see if the tug had gas and keys.
"We are good. Let's load up."
"You load up. Leave the Guiness and shot. I am staying here. I can't live in this world."
"Ok, suit yourself. No skin off my back. Leavin' tha key to the truck as well."
Tex loaded all the food, weapons, and some of the alcohol into the boat in record time. It is amazing how motived you can be when you don't want to be eaten by the living dead. He cast off the line leaving his temporary partner with the shotgun slugs easily reachable with a lead pipe when the gun runs out.
"I am casting off. I hope I never see you again."
Tex floated off in the tug into the Irish mist.
03-24-2010, 09:25 PM
Eastborne, England. Port.
You would think that it wouldn't be that hard to skip across what barely constitued as a channel. Well the span of sea between France and England at least. But then one did not count the Zombie apocaplyse in that equation. She's found a small sailboat and a man willing to pilot it for her.
"Whachya lookin' at, Femme?" he drawled in a distinctly Cajun accent. Destiny shivered. He was destroying French! Of course she hadn't told him her name so he'd taken to calling her "Femme" or in more distinct terms Fatale Femme.
"English coastline, Cajun" She said her own accent perfectly modulated. He hadn't told her his name either. But then in a world such as this everything counted.
"I see. Can' wait ta get there can ya, Femme?"
"No. No I can't, Cajun"
03-24-2010, 09:34 PM
A head peaked from inside an old 1967 VW Bug. Its mint green paint peeling off as it just sat next to a grocery store. The door opened and squeaked a little, a long leg comes out followed by another one. The woman stands up and closed the foor quitely. The woman adjusts her jean jacket over her green tank top, quickly. She looks around and lets out a soft sigh.
Thank god that I'm near the outskirts of the town or I would prbably be in a whole mess of these nasty son's of a gun, Carrie thought as she began to look around for a weapon of some sort. Carrie found a machette covered in blood, left by someone who has already turned. "Ewww this is so gross." she said a little too loud.
A growl-like moan came from behind Carrie. She turned around quickly to see a big, nearly bold, porn stache zombie stalking towards her. Carrie points the machette at the zombie, "Great its Ron Jeremy Spain version"
03-25-2010, 06:15 AM
Glasgow boarder line
Dundee looked around in the store, he found other snack bars, but no snickers. He hits one of the shelves with delights, and one of the glass freezer doors. He continues to look around, he was amazed to find Dorito's, cheese puffs, and a whole roll of chocolate cookies. "Of all chocolate, there's only cookies, damn it all to hell man." He says as he leaves the store.
Before he left through the store, he saw a advertisement paper shining his eyes, taking the pamphlet, he looks at it. "Spain." He never had gone to Spain before, but was thinking about going to college there, although there was one problem, he doesn't know how to speak Spanish.
Looking around for a moment, he thought, Why not? He goes outside the store and to his car, opens the car and pops the trunk open, he had several duffel bags. He takes the duffel bags and walks back inside the store. He grabbed mostly a lot of junk food and water bottles, even some pop bottles.
Filling the two entire bags, he takes them back out and puts them in the back seat of the car. He gets in the car, he looks at the gas meter, almost E. "Dammit all to hell again." he yells furiously as he hits the steering wheel. He looks at the gas pump and parks next to it.
Waiting for the car to fill up, he takes a cigarette and places it in his mouth, he takes his lighter and smokes the cigarette heavily. He taps the gas pump while waiting.
03-25-2010, 04:14 PM
At the chunnal train station in Kent
(Listen to this while reading http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lzMpH9jjo4w)
Nick slowly walked out of the tunnel into the blinding sunlight he had been underground in the dark for hours so he put his hand up to shield his eyes. When Nick's eyes adjusted he saw what he had just tried to escape, a group of zombies lumbering towards him. Suddenly a slowmotion filter kicks in as Nick starts running off to the side with the zombies giving chase at a speed barely above a slow walk. As Nick ran another zombie wandered into his path, seeing an opportunity, he grabbed a length of pipe from the ground and brained the limping freak with it as he passed. Nick out runs the other pack of zombies as they stop he guesses to see if the rekilled zombie is edible or not.
Nick had gotten out of the city limits and was in the woods resting against a tree "Oh fuck, what's going on in this country, why did I listen to them 'go to Europe' they said, 'it's a great cultural experience' they said, well FUCK YOU!!!"
03-25-2010, 09:48 PM
The zombie Ton Jeremy look alike lunged towards her. Carrie step put of the way ands sliced at the zombie's head. The machette hit spot on where the spinal cord connects with the brain. The guy feel forward, hitting the dirt with a sickening thud. Carrie grabbed the machette and pulled it out of the guy's head. She wiped the blade off on the guy's shirt. "Sorry pal." she said aloud.
Carrie stepped inside the grocery store and made sure that the place was clear before she locked and blockaded the door for the time being. She looked around and found a duffal bag type book bag. She began to pack water bottles in the bag. As she was about finishing putting some water bottles into a bad, her eyes saw a door leading to the restroom areas. She cursed amongest herself and looked for somethign to bar the door. She found a metal chain behind the counter and wrapped it around both handles. She tested out how it would work and fond it suitable.
She began to ransack the shelves and found a few things that could help her in this event of torutre. A lighter, canned foods, a hunting knife though rather dull, and a rustic looking can-opener were a few things this little dingy place had to offer her. She sat behind the counter and turned on the small radio. It began to tell of the descruction the zombies were making from all around the world. Carrie shot off the radio and hoped thatthis terror would end soon.
03-26-2010, 10:05 PM
Tex whistled as he drove the tug boat with a beer in his hand.
" 'snot Guisness *sip*, but I'll du"
Tex was good and sloshed because he sat at the wheel trying to forget that he left a good friend behind, and he had to kill his own mother before she zombified. Tex's mind rushed about his memories like a lost boy. Flashes of memories good and bad swam before his bloodshot eyes.
" Yo HO HO an' A bo'le O Rum!"
Tex saluted to nothing at all and took a long drag from the beer can. Most of the beer missed his mouth and got onto his clothes, as the English fog rolled around the boat to hide the grieving man.
Small Villa in Venezia, Italy
Maria sat back chewing and swallowing the last of her orange. Gazing at the clouds rolling by happily. She turned to the stuffed animal cat laying next to her on the chair and said "What a nice day, huh Sugar?" the cat of course didn't reply, but Maria was so far gone that she pretended not to notice, she hadn't had any real human interaction since the old man died a few weeks ago and she was going to go even more insane if she didn't find a conversation fast.
"Those zombies are soo stupid!" Maria continued "Really, I mean you would think they would learn, or stratagize or something, but no, they are as easy to kill as ever." Maria glanced down at the machete sitting next to her, she had a whole bunch of other supplies inside, having stolen them from the old man...well not stolen really, he had in fact taught her how to use all those items, and there was no one to take them but her. It wasn't her fault that he was so loaded. She smiled and stroked the stuffed kitty. "Well Sugar, looks like this will be another uneventful day"
03-31-2010, 12:42 AM
Preston, Near Manchester.
Dundee was eating a piece of jerky in the car as he stopped by the shoulder lane road, he quickly takes out a map to find out where he was. The car was running on E, and he needed to fuel up, change oil, and get some more Transmission fluid.
Rubbing his chin, thinking, he looks up and notices a zombie walking across the road. He watches the zombie carefully as he walked, the zombie looks around and notices the car, however though, the zombie ignored him.
Dundee hits the car in drive and speeds off, his driving was aiming for the zombie, when the zombie notices him, it was too late to move, the zombie's body goes flying in the air and lands in the ditch. Looking in the side view mirror, Dundee laughs as he continues to drive.
Dundee was heading towards Manchester to resupply.
03-31-2010, 01:11 AM
Carrie creeped out of the old grocery store, slowly but stealthly. She had loaded up on all of the supplies she think she would need out in this hell hole. She'd be damned if she would let herself be eattin' alive by one of these flesh eating mofos. Carrie came to an old ford explorer, probably left by a tourist, seh thought. Carrie opened the car door to see that everythign was still intact. She peered into the back seat and made sure tere were no creepers there.
She climbed into the car and looked around for the keys. Great, dammit she cursed inside of her head. She leaned down and began to hot wire the car, Suddenly a zombie came out from behind a bush stumbling towards her. "oh shit, oh shit, oh shit." Carrie flicked the wires together one final time and the care started. She shut the door quickly and put the car into drive, barely missing the zombie.
03-31-2010, 02:12 AM
After catching his breath, Nick quickly moved on heading North West towards London. "London's a huge city there's gotta be people there, just find the road and follow the signs Pinky." Nick quietly ordered himself, a habit he had when under extreme stress, as he walked he went over some rules in his head. "Kill all limping assholes, that's a good rule, carry food and water only, take food and water at ever chance. Hey I think I might actually survive this."
04-02-2010, 11:50 PM
Dundee looked around as if he was being watched, he didn't like being watched, particular in this area. Feeling a little bit uneasy, he took a look around the city for a bit, hoping to find a more less crowded gas station.
It was odd to find a empty gas station, usually the ones he would find are a bit more crowded and filled with zombies eating everybody that tried to get gas or something to eat.
Parking next to a gas pump, he takes a look around, he turns the engine off and takes the keys and puts them in his pocket. It was quiet, far too quiet. "God damn man, I feel like a spider waiting on a fly to come by." He says to himself.
He takes the shotgun and loads it up before leaving the car, when he was finished, he opened the door and got out, he taps the lock buttons, locking all four doors. He remembered the last time something got in the back seat and tried to eat him, Dundee grabbed that zombie's head and smashed it on the dash board, blood got all over the windows and the car's leather seas, which made him mad.
Walking slowly with the shotgun next to his waist, he puts the pump in the car tank, but he notices that you have to pre-pay in order to get gas, he groans and sighs as he walks towards the gas station.
Before he went inside, he simply taps on the glass window with his shot gun, then just like that, a zombie came out of the gas station, running full speed at Dundee. The sight of the zombie's actions questioned Dundee, either he wants to eat him or challenge him in the Olympics by running a marathon.
Dundee takes the shotgun and blasts the shell in the zombie's head, the body then laid flat on the ground in front of Dundee's boots. "That motherfuck-" he kicks the zombie seeing as how its blood got all over his pants and boots, which he loved.
04-03-2010, 07:15 AM
OUtside of Soria, Spain
Carrie inwardly cursed herself as she hiked along the back roads. The stupid car she took from Madrid had ran out of gas a half a mile back and it didn't look as if there would be any zombies coming her way for a while. Carrie heard the sound of water and ran around the bend in the road to see a river a few feet away. Boats were scattered along the bank, looking as of this place may have been a harbor of sorts.
Carrie praised the holy lord up above and stole a motor boat that had some oars just incase. She throw her bag of supplies into the boat and headed off. Along the bank, as she traveled down river, she saw blood shed and zombies on either side of the bank all knawwing on the poor souls who fell victim to them. She said a silent prey as she passed them. Carrie's boat crept along the river until it came to a bend, one pointing towards a town by the name of Limoges or to La Rochelle harbor. She let her mind think for awhile before deciding to make her choice.
04-12-2010, 06:46 AM
Outside of Spain-20 miles away from Carrie's position.
A black hawk helicopter flew over several building before stopping above one specific location, inside the chopper where 8 soldiers equipped with M-16's, Shotguns, .9mm pistols, and several grenades.
When the chopper landed on top of a large roof, the pilot gave a go for the soldiers to get out of the chopper. One pilots looks at the Captain of this small squad. "Remember, the General wants this small area as a out post, so try to take out all the zombies fast as you can, I heard on the radio he is suppose to come here in three days."
"Why three days?" the Captain asked.
"I don't know, something about this area he really wants."
"Alright, see you topside."
The Captain got off, and the chopper left, the captain looks towards his men, "Alright guys you heard the pilot, Sanchez, find a nice spot for sniper and give us some cover. We'll sweep around for survivors and wipe out every zombie we can find."
The sniper soldier nods his head, he takes his rifle and leaves the squad. The rest went down the building and begun their hunt.
04-19-2010, 01:52 PM
Close to Manchester, Shoreline
Tex's tug slammed into the beach with enough force to wake him. He untangled himself from the floor he landed on upon impact. He grabbed for the spy glass he found in the cabin to gaze about his landscape. He smiled as he saw zombies between him and a nice large SUV through the spy glass.
"Yah more squishies for me to kill."
He collapsed the glass and put it in a pocket. He grabed a golf caddy full of weapons and food and launched himself off the bow of the ship. He aimed for the SUV as he took out zombies with 2 pipe wrenches.
04-19-2010, 09:24 PM
A few miles from the last check point
Carrie couldn't really make up her mind for the whole boat thing so she chose to stay inland. HOpefully she would find some survivors. She walked around some abandoned cars. She heard something in the distance like tunder but she shrugged it off. She heard it again a few moments later and looked up and saw a black chopper passing by over head. She cursed herself, "Great your only chance at survival and it went by too fast." She thought a moment, "Or maybe the zombies know how to fly now." she thought as she continued to walk on.
((Sorry I haven't posted much, haven't been feeling very creative))
(Somewhere in Italy)
Maria jumped off the low roof of a small pawn shop, she glanced behind her, even the zombies weren't brave enough to jump after her. She sighed happily but continued running down the road, just to make sure they weren't coming after her. She ran through the deserted streets, clutching Sugar to her chest, they had sprang upon her so suddenly, she thought they couldn't get in. Maria sighed in frustration and pulled open the door to the basement, at least she knew this place was safe.
"Okay Sugar, this is the last straw, this town is completely overrun with zombies and I can't live here anymore, I'm packing up the car, we're leaving"
She grabbed the car keys on the wall and stuffed them in her pocket. She grabbed a few duffel bags and started filling them, mostly with bullets, guns and knives. She grabbed a suitcase by the door that held all her necessity's (clothing, bathroom things etc) and headed to the garage. She stuffed all the bags in the trunk of the dark blue eclipse. And climbed in the car, setting Sugar down beside her.
"Alright Sugar, we're out of here"
She peeled out of the garage, and slammed on the gas. After a little bit she had left the city and was driving along the less dense highway. She let up on the gas a little and ran a hand through her chocolate brown and bright blue hair.
"Well Sugar, where you want to go? We've got the whole world ahead of us..."
05-06-2010, 06:15 AM
Another helicopter was flying along the beach line, finding anything unusual, or any abandon boats. "We're never going to find anything in this waste land." One pilot says, "Come on, we gotta keep looking, command wants functional boats by the end of the week." another pilot says. After a time of flying, a gunner notices something from a far distance, "Hey guys? There's something out in the open sea, a boat possibly?" One pilot takes a look, and sees it too, "Alright, lets check it out." The helicopter moves towards the boat.
Deacon was walking around the gas station for a bit, wiping the blood off of his pants, ""I love these pants." He says while still wiping the blood off, he takes a look at the candy section, no snickers. He hits one of the shelfs with his shotgun. "Damn it all to hell." he yells, he takes a few snacks and grabs many water bottles he could carry, and takes them back to his car.
05-06-2010, 09:16 AM
Manchester, Outside the docks.
Tex made it to the SUV, which turned out to be a hippie Astro van. He silently cursed English fog as he got in and made damn sure he closed the door. He set his golfbag arsenal in the passenger seat. He bent around the wheel to hot-wire the van. Noticed the keys were still inside, and he had a few visitors. It was a quick reach and fire for the double barrel sawn-off on the side if the bag. He put it in the area where tees or balls would go. The pocket was a deep and convient place as dimistrated on the faces of the two zombies at his back. They were two teenagers; they probably went in the van for a last whoopie to find the other bit and zombified.
"Awe, now there is blood all over the shag.....eeewwww, that is never going to come out."
He started the car like nothing else had happened. He drove while loading the shotgun and purposely slamming any zombies he saw with the front if the Astro.
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